Creative Overload:
Today at work we start moving into our new store. I got the lovely task of spending the day in the basement doing inventory so we could make sure everything made it from point A to point B. That means I was alone for the entire day. That means my brain was working overtime.
I invented a new character for our lounge act/comedy show. Or as I like to call this cast of characters, The Shat Pack. His name is Dino Martinez. I actually had the idea about a year or two ago, but didn't really come up with much more than a guy in a tux and a Mexican wrestler mask who croons in Spanglish. I put the idea on the back burner until today. After spending 8 hours alone in a basement with nothing but my thoughts (scary place lol) I rounded out the character. His back story, his persona, the whole kit & kaboodle. (what the fuck is a kit & kaboodle, anyway?)
Moving on.
This may sound like deranged ramblings, and completely moronic to you, and you'd be right... sorta. The thing is, we keep getting away with it. We come up with these goofy ideas, and end up selling out venues all over the country. I can't explain it. The only thing I can think of, is maybe they just want to see how frigging weird we will be the next time so they keep coming back. Go figure.
To be honest, I'm not really sure why they come out & pay to see us, I'm just glad they do. It's a creative outlet, and it's oodles of fun to get on stage and do the shows. Besides, I'd hate to see where these ideas would take me if we didn't get to do these shows. lol
Today at work we start moving into our new store. I got the lovely task of spending the day in the basement doing inventory so we could make sure everything made it from point A to point B. That means I was alone for the entire day. That means my brain was working overtime.
I invented a new character for our lounge act/comedy show. Or as I like to call this cast of characters, The Shat Pack. His name is Dino Martinez. I actually had the idea about a year or two ago, but didn't really come up with much more than a guy in a tux and a Mexican wrestler mask who croons in Spanglish. I put the idea on the back burner until today. After spending 8 hours alone in a basement with nothing but my thoughts (scary place lol) I rounded out the character. His back story, his persona, the whole kit & kaboodle. (what the fuck is a kit & kaboodle, anyway?)
Moving on.
This may sound like deranged ramblings, and completely moronic to you, and you'd be right... sorta. The thing is, we keep getting away with it. We come up with these goofy ideas, and end up selling out venues all over the country. I can't explain it. The only thing I can think of, is maybe they just want to see how frigging weird we will be the next time so they keep coming back. Go figure.
To be honest, I'm not really sure why they come out & pay to see us, I'm just glad they do. It's a creative outlet, and it's oodles of fun to get on stage and do the shows. Besides, I'd hate to see where these ideas would take me if we didn't get to do these shows. lol